| Theres nothing particularly special about me. I'm your typical teenager, although I lurve shiny things and dinomatrons and all that kind of stuff. |


The HuntFur of silver, eyes of gold. The song of the night, whispers of stories untold.The Hunt
Under the moon and the light it provides, they've started the hunt. They've pierced it's hide.
Wearing it down way into the night, the small little deer, which quivers in fright.
The more they run, they won't let it go. They pull it down, down into the snow.
They go for the neck, it's end is nigh. They rip out it's throat. It slowly dies.
They gorge themselves on the still warm flesh. They're covered
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Dinosaurs + Drugs = Teleportation Powers!
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[Proof that you can live without a life]
You?
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Dinosaurs + Drugs = Teleportation Powers!
I'm sooooo jealous. Lol
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[Proof that you can live without a life]
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Dinosaurs + Drugs = Teleportation Powers!
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If at first you don't succeed, eliminate all evidence that you tried.
Click for a good time!
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Dinosaurs + Drugs = Teleportation Powers!
Hey baby,
What's crack-a-lackin?
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I like life better then death........it's less boring and has fresh peaches
The one who laughs last, thinks slowest
Gomé Amun: Reaper Of Wayward Souls
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